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Favorite bit? Some chick told me—swear it’s true—prostitutes in Vegas got secret codes. Like, tap your nose twice, means “cop nearby.” Sneaky, huh? Blows my mind! I’m over here, like, “How you doin’ with that spy shit?” Makes me wanna write a movie—call it “Almost Hooking” or somethin’. Cue the guitars, baby!

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Don't even get me started on the mighty Sipsey Fork! Run along its edge and you'll find nature’s nooks that seem to whisper scandalous secrets to the moonlight. Honestly, I’d be remiss if I didn’t mention that our local dive bar, The Rusty Spur – yeah, the one on Corner Elm – once hosted a pool tournament that turned into the wildest underground love fest, complete with a spontaneous Tarantino-esque showdown. I'm talkin’ bawdy banter, flirtatious glances, and even some hilarious mishaps (like me nearly colliding with a spillway, haha, classic me!).

A few severe storms possible today through Saturday